Jim’s life is complicated, right now.
It hasn’t always been that way. In fact, for a while it had been pretty simple. Until last Thursday, when he inexplicably ended up in bed with Jadie from next door. A girl who’s achingly pretty, fiercely intelligent and, oh, yeah, sixteen whole years younger than him. And who also just happens to be his daughter’s best friend. Oops.
That rainy afternoon, Jim learned more about eighteen-year-old girls than he ever imagined was possible. That they can switch between nervous shyness and louche confidence in seconds. That they can be dirty little voyeurs whilst revising for their A-Levels. That they can possess breasts of such impossible youthful perfection that Newton might just have been wrong about gravity after all. Oh, yeah, and that they can harbour a crush on their best friend’s dad for years without him ever realising.
He had a few preconceptions challenged about eighteen-year-old girls, too. They’re not all diet-conscious health-freaks. They don’t all shave themselves bald down below. They haven’t all lost their virginity years before. And they haven’t all been irreparably damaged by growing up with internet porn. In fact, for some of them – well, one in particular – easy access to all that online filth has been strangely… educational.
The thing is, we’re a week on now. And, despite being fully aware of how wrong it is, Jim’s completely fallen for Jadie. Badly. Like, head-over-heels badly. They’re meeting again and this time, it looks like it’s going to be a whole lot more than just a casual encounter for him. He’s got the shakes. Butterflies inside. However unlikely it may be, he’s pretty sure he’s in love again for the first time in a decade.
But what about Jadie? Is it all just a game for her? A bit of fun with an older guy? A silly schoolgirl crush? Or is she pursuing a deeper desire; a dream that she’s had for a lot longer than Jim could ever have known?
Deeper Down the Hole is the second episode from Indecent Descent; Jim’s engagingly open account of his guilt-ridden slide into moral turpitude. It follows on directly from One Rainy Afternoon – you really should read that one first – and details Jim’s second encounter with Jadie. Sometimes comic, occasionally romantic and always filthily, luridly explicit when it needs to be; it’s a story that will arouse you, amuse you and – quite possibly – enrage you in equal measure as you follow Jim's struggle to face up to what he’s done, what he’s doing, and what he still wants to do with his daughter’s best friend.
About the Author
Um… I’m not filling in a proper bio for obvious reasons. I’ve changed enough details in the book to hide the identities of all involved, so I’m hardly going to give it all away here instead, am I? But I suppose there’s a few things I could say that won’t give the stalkers any more clues. So, Indecent Descent is my first book. My only book. My last book. Definitely. Not. Writing. Another one. Right? Well, yeah, that’s what I thought last year when I finished it. I mean, it wasn’t like it was ever even meant to be a book anyway; it was just me writing stuff down to try and make sense of the insensible. But then, somehow, I started filling in the dialogue from my weirdly vivid memories; playing with different words to find the ones which could most accurately describe what was happening and… well, then it ended up being the sprawling, self-indulgent, meandering journey that ultimately became Indecent Descent. The thing is, since I finished it, I’ve found I actually kind of miss that whole process of turning randomly scattered journal notes into something that vaguely resembles a readable account. I thought I was going to stop writing that journal as well but, strangely, I realised it had become quite addictive and I still do it. It actually helped – still helps – to deal with the craziness of my life. So, yeah, maybe there’ll be a few more episodes one day. I don’t know. We’ll have to see. But one thing’s for certain; there’ll be no shortage of material, given the continuation of my life as ridiculous-fantasy-become-reality. No shortage at all. Whatever. Never mind the future. I can’t quite believe that other people – you – are now actually reading all this stuff that I wrote. And, in a few cases, paying for it, too. That’s so amazing. Unexpected. I feel oddly humbled by the process. Anxious, too. You know; I want you to at least get *some* enjoyment from your dollar. More than that, I guess; I hope you find at least one part which makes you smile. Jadie hopes so, too. She likes making people smile. She’s pretty good at it in real life – I hope that comes across in the book, too. Speaking of Jadie, she's highly amused at the fact it's now been published and all you strangers are reading about us. At least… I hope you’re strangers. I definitely hope you’re not Kiera. Or Becky or Jess or Madison, for that matter. That could be awkward. Yeah, probably best not to think about that possibility too much… Anyway, Jadie says now it sort of feels like people are watching us when we’re together. She knows that makes no sense but I kinda know what she means. It's not a bad thing. If you’ve read the book, you know how much she likes to watch, herself. But since then, she’s discovered she rather likes being watched, too. And, truth be told, I have too. Poor Bethan. She came home from uni at Christmas, popped over to see Jadie - her old friend from school - and ended up seeing rather more than she expected. That first time was an accident. The second time when Caitlyn came over… not so much. Yeah, like I said; no shortage of material for any future episodes…